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December 2021



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i'll take shelter in your rafters.

I'm trying to decide what kind of bread to make today. I'm thinking whole-wheat sourdough, somehow. Possibly because I am low on bread flour. And my shoggoth can use the exercise. But first, tea and breakfast.

Climbing yesterday; climbing today. I nailed a slopy 5.8+ that has been giving me trouble and I need to go back and do it again. I've been climbing a few grades down from where I was this time last year, because I hurt my rotator cuff and a pulley tendon, so I was rehabbing. And now I have to re-learn everything about balance and grip I've forgotten in the last six months. The good news is, I'm really strong from all the jug-hauling I've been doing (and the yoga, of course). The bad news is, I gained some weight during last year's deadline madness, and I will not be climbing 5.10 or even the hard 5.9s until it comes off again. And it's proving remarkably stubborn. Alas, Discipline. Again.

Got derailed from my planned evening of TV watching by friends, so I mean to make it up today. And alas, the end of my recovery month is looming.

Tuesday, I need to start a regular work schedule again. Which means a lot less internet, if I mean to keep up with life. I'm thinking my schedule is going to look like, up at 7, dog out, yoga, food, morning internets, at work by 9 am. If I can get in 2,000 words by 1, then dog walking, internets, food, guitar, math, and then whatever the evening holds. Research. Television. Climbing. More food. Reading for pleasure. Archery. Nonfiction writing obligations.

The dog walking is currently on hold until there are sidewalks again, by the way. There's hardcore and then there's FN.

This seems feasible to me, and if I am not around online as much that's okay, really. Too much internet is bad for my serenity. And productivity. ;-)

The morning's Weekend Edition, by the way, had a gorgeous profile of Ernest Borgnine, for whom I have had a creeping fondness ever since my adolescent crush on the helicopter in Airwolf. (Once upon a time, I scribbled Airwolf fanfic in my school notebooks. Now I have no secrets from you. Thank God I ritually threw all those out at the end of the year.)

And now, off the internets, and into the bread-making mines.

Ooo, and maybe I will make ginger beer. Because yum.


Hey, bread-making friend! May it prove delicious.

I feel very much in the same place where productivity/internets are. Here's to discipline! May it prove less elusive than the Questing Beast.
Discipline! It's for dinner.

I'm still messing around with the bread issue... maybe sourdough rye... which won't be ready before tomorrow, but still.
Oh, Airwolf. Such a lovely, sleek thing.
Oh indeed. I cannot deny that the Mach 5 was my first real love, but oh, that helicopter.
Stringfellow Hawke. One cannot deny that that is a great name.
I have a great little potted talk on the blatant religious symbolism of the names in the first season (which are all awesome), and how the helicopter is metaphorically a chained demon, and how the whole thing can be read as an allegory about war, Hell, and fallen angels. Ahem. *g*
*ponders her boxedsets* Do I need to rewatch with this in mind? I think I might.
Oh, and asakiyume just shared this with me, so I figured I'd pass it on! Making yeast from fermented fruit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-GmnAD4J7E

I kind of wish they'd commented on how the bread they made with it turned out.
Two friends on my flist making bread = getting out the flour and kneading board myself. We're out of bread and I'm better and the house smells so nice when I've been baking.

Yay! Here's to bread. I decided on sourdough rye. Which is now spongified, and sitting by the stove.
Is easy:


secritcrush reminded me.

Edited at 2011-01-29 03:54 pm (UTC)
Science is TASTY.
Thank you too, for asking. I shall commit science tomorrow.
Oh, thank you for the reminder about the 'cheese page'! Ginger beer shall be happening this week. And maybe cheese!
(Once upon a time, I scribbled Airwolf fanfic in my school notebooks. Now I have no secrets from you. Thank God I ritually threw all those out at the end of the year.)

That makes rarelylynne sad. ;-)
And me very very happy.
Ah yes, Airwolf. Ridiculous plots, great helicopter.



Gosh, I haven't thought about Airwolf in a long time. But one of my sons made a name tag for me to wear at some school function and --in addition to some nice comments about my apple pies-- wrote "can't live without Miami Vice and Airwolf"" which, since I was all grown up, I found faintly embarrassing.
>> my adolescent crush on the helicopter in Airwolf <<

Interesting, my crush was on Caitlin ;)
That sounds like very yummy bread.